By A Collection of Hymns

      L.M.
      1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
      Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
      Know that the Lord is God alone;
      He can create, and he destroy.

      2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
      Made us of clay, and formed us men;
      And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
      He brought us to his fold again.

      3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs;
      High as the heavens our voices raise;
      And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
      Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.

      4 Wide as the world is thy command;
      Vast as eternity thy love;
      Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
      When rolling years shall cease to move.